Now see? welby knows what this Board is all about. Good job there, welbs.
You… you mean I can just givethe kids away Snickers? Well now, that changes everything…
I don’t want to start a thread about this, but I want to complain. Also, you all care deeply about my life. Not as much as about FairyChatMom’s life, but somewhat.
Some hysterical woman set off the apartment building’s fire alarm at 2:30 this morning. We had a lobby full of very grumpy people, and a bunch of grumpy fireman, all being annoyed together.
It was like a building party, except not at all fun.
We still don’t know why she did it, and since her English is limited, I couldn’t figure out what she was saying to the firemen.
Apparently she also had hysterics and called 911 on Monday, too. Anyone want a neighbour? Cheap! Even free!
Rue, my cat wants to have your babies. I think. Anyway, you’re cool, and wonderful, and of course the Straight Dope is all about you. That’s self-evident. 
Well, there is the little matter of the Little Woman, but if you can hold out until the day that she wants to give them away too, you’ll be all set. I was gonna say you’ll be Jake, but I wouldn’t steal your catch phrase so blatantly.
Just so you don’t give them to me - I’ve almost achieved the coveted status of Empty Nester, and I’m not about to give that up!
Oh yeah Lissla, I’m going to turn my children over to a cat with faulty plumbing. (Or re-piped plumbing. Whatever.) Sure. Child Services will just lovethat.
It’s not the Little Woman I have to get this by Snickers, it’s Grandma DeDay. She might take exception to be farming out her only grandchildren.
Well, then, the solution is simple - give 'em to Grandma!!
You’re welcome!
Damn, CRorex, you’re in league with my sister to make me queasy, aren’t you? She tells me all about dead bodies in her anatomy class, and then you have to talk about froggy brains here. I just can’t escape icky dead things these days.
I better stock up on crosses and garlic.
Kat, better than a froggy in your brains.
One freakin’ day. That’s all it takes.
I leave for one lousy day and I get lost again. Where the heck are we now?
Dang you, welby. I wanted to be the charter subscriber to the FairyChatMom newsletter. Then I could whip out my membership card and show the “Member No. 00001” part and all the other kids would think I was cool.
Now I’m probably going to have to settle for #45723 or something.
Don’t fret Exgineer. We’ll share the card. When I am trying to pick up women I’ll have it, and then you can have it to pick up women after that.
I doubt it will help though. Want to catch the Robotech film fest down at the mall?
Goodness gracious!! Why would I number members?!?!? :eek:
For the record, you’ll both get Platinum Charter Membership cards guaranteed to have been personally carried in my jeans pocket and accidentally tossed in the washer. Yep, not everyone merits such a deal. But I like youse guys! So as soon as I receive your love offerings…
Fairy Chat Mom, even as I speak I am staring at a huge pile of fresh Russian chocolate. Want some? Hmmmmmm?
Possibly. It depends on when it starts, 'cause I’m kinda tied up right now.
I’m bidding on an official Battlestar Galactica[sup]TM[/sup] cylon helmet on eBay and I don’t want to lose it.
You want “love offerings” Snickers? Ewwww… You put it that way, you never know what you’ll get. (And I’m leaving at that.)
-Rue. (not mentioning Kleenex in an unmarked envelope)